Word: cornering
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Many of the poor urban whites' children hang out, sullen and sledge-fisted, at places like "The Lunch Pail," a tawdry dive on Chicago's seamy North Side; many become winos, staggering along the hallways in search of a corner to crumple up in. There are 30,000 Appalachians in the North Side area, a melting pot of penury composed of 10,000 Indians, 5,000 Puerto Ricans and Mexicans, and a smattering of Eskimos and Cuban refugees...
...WERE assigned to Ward 14, in the southeastern corner of Indianapolis. The ward was composed of five precincts. Three belonged to the Negro ghetto of Barrington. The other two were white--largely PWT (poor white trash) and Neanderthals (Appalachians) as we facetiously referred to them. The ward had initially been written off as a loss for McCarthy...
...called Punk, who furnishes a kind of subplot. In the underwater cartoon, for instance, a waterlogged dove, bearing a soggy olive branch, tells Punk: "Oh, I just hate this job." Another cartoon shows a striking telephone employee uneasily eying a solid wall of computerized dialing equipment. Down in the corner of the drawing, a miniature repairman informs Punk: "This strike may not work. That machine is a scab." Oliphant admits to using this slightly puerile device to lure the comic-strip readers to his cartoon. "It's a form of brain washing," he says...
...girls' shower room-giving Brynych an excuse for a breathtaking study of the splash and spray of water on naked female forms. Later, the camera encounters a nightmare revel of swinish soldiers among whom the girls are herded like cattle before being returned to their stalls. In a corner, Braun comes upon the body, ignored by all the revelers, of a girl who has killed herself...
...White Sale, Timothy Mayer's second original contribution to this year's Cambridge drama season, your recalcitrant reviewer paused a moment in Brattle Square. He has for some time been convinced that there is no shortest path between these two points, that Brattle Square, and perhaps most of the corner we occupy in south-west Cambridge, are located smack in the heart of what science-fiction writers used lovingly to term a "time warp." Four years of this town, of predictable variety and commonplace brilliance, can do that to a fellow. Places, and the people who choose to hold them...